Still and stoic
Shaped by circumstance
Weathered
Beaten
Fated to endure
Bent, not broken

TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 57 hosted by Melissa.
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Still and stoic
Shaped by circumstance
Weathered
Beaten
Fated to endure
Bent, not broken

TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 57 hosted by Melissa.
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Thank you, Val! ๐
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Love this! ๐
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Thank you, Suzanne! ๐
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resilience, that’s what i hear through your poem… i love the sight of driftwood… it speaks a story of an existence that i wanna absorb through touch… when there’s a storm i’ll head to the shore with a bag to collect the whispers of a long journey…
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Thank you! Yes, there really is something magical about wood that has weathered time and the elements.
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Nicely done Jennifer ๐ You might enjoy some of the Daily Stoic four liners that I’ve been posting every day this year. ๐
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Thank you, Shaun! ๐ Iโll check them out.
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Even in the brokenness, there is beauty. Thanks for writing.๐
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Thank you, Melissa! ๐
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I love this Jen thereโs a beautiful contrast between the internal โstillnessโ and the external โbeatingโ -moving past the point of struggling and into a state of quiet strength ๐
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Thank you, Ange! ๐
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